Favourites

She was my favourite

Yeah, she was my favourite

Well, she was my favourite

And I hope tonight it stays that way

But you’re on thin ice

You’re on thin ice

You’re on cracked ice and on a slippery road

Now then, what’s your poison? Are you even listening?

Sat there with your fish bites and your eye lids flickering

Taking photos of your side dish, you’re so modern and you’re free

When I piece this all together, I said “this ain’t no life for me”

Can’t you see?

Now I don’t know why I swiped it

Now I don’t know what to do

Now I’ve got to spend my evening sitting here with you

There’s a discrepancy in the bill, there’s a discrepancy in the bill

I think I paid too much

She was my favourite

Yeah, she was my favourite

Well, she was my favourite

And I hope tonight it stays that way

But you’re on thin ice

You’re on thin ice

You’re on cracked ice and on a slippery road

Where do I fit into this, where do I fit into this, where do I fit into this?

With all your noise

Where do I fit into this, where do I fit into this, where do I fit into this?

With all your noise

Where do I fit into this?

Ooh, she was in a hot mess

He probably wanted to see her in a hot dress

Convo isn't flowing

His mind is focused on other things like

When is it the time to initiate?

Got a very big ego and a pack of cigarettes

Order what you wanna, but it won’t be on my cheque

She was thinking about the future in her long term mind, hey

Sucks 'cause he’s never been a long term guy, hey

How the **** did I just take the wrong turn?

I’m stuck, this date is a slow burn, I just don’t learn

Tell me how the scenario doesn’t come with escape plans

Need a little back door, she just wanna chat more

'Bout her dreams, ambitions on a deep one

Talking 'bout the world and shit

Tell me what you stand for

Forcing a connection is a no-no

Plus, you look taller in your profile pic

How the **** did I just take a wrong turn?

This date is a slow burn, I just don’t learn

Now I don’t know why I swiped it

And I don’t know what to do

Now I’ve got to spend my evening talking shit to you

They ain’t your candles, don’t blow 'em out

They’re not your candles, it’s not your birthday

They’re not your candles, it’s not your birthday, so please don’t blow ‘em out, girl

He was my favourite

He was my favourite

He was my favourite

And I hope tonight it stays that way

She was my favourite

Yeah, she was my favourite

Well, she was my favourite

And I hope tonight it stays that way

But you’re on thin ice

You’re on thin ice

But you’re on thin ice

You’re on thin ice

But you’re on thin ice

Thin ice

You’re on cracked ice and on a slippery road

Bring the bill to me